Chapter 332: Dean of True and False Beauty
Didn't the dean just let him relay the news Chinese that he had missed his appointment for a day?
Why did he appear here in a blink of an eye, wasn't the real dean he saw just now? Or is this one in front of you not the real dean?
This world is so mysterious...
There was a real and false dean of beauty...
You can make a real version of Journey to the West...
The two people who were entangled with each other on the bed stiffened when they heard this, and they didn't know whether to advance or retreat, and even the little nurse came closer, but they didn't think to push each other away, and they still kept the kissing motion motionless.
"You... This isβ" The little nurse looked up and down with the porridge bowl and the two of them up and down.
I guess it's an intense kiss... Why is this position so far-fetched...
I guess I'm looking for a medical condition... This mouth is all pasted, what are you quibbling about...
It seems that the original gossip was not groundless, these two people really had an adulterous relationship...
He Yiru's heart was weak, his face was already flushed, and he tried to give Jian Qing a look, Jian Qing let go of her, got up and stood on one side, and looked at the little nurse across the bed.
Touching his clear sight, the little nurse suddenly found that she saw something she shouldn't see, and hurriedly put the stainless steel soup bowl in her hand on the bedside table, and her hands didn't know where to put it, she grabbed the corner of her nurse's uniform in a panic, and stammered, "That... Dean... I... I didn't see anything just now... True... What really... Didn't see anything..."
Jian Qing suddenly felt a chill in her abdomen, realizing that the pain was coming, her face still maintained her original calmness, "It's none of your business here, go out." β
"Yes." The little nurse glanced apprehensively at He Yiru on the bed.
With the dean here, she definitely won't need herself...
He Yiru seemed to have known that his good friend would look at him, and he pretended to sleep with red cheeks and closed eyes in the morning.
Waiting for the little nurse to quietly close the door and go out, He Yirucai opened her eyes again, and her shame at the moment actually covered up the pain in her abdomen, making her can't help but look at Jian Qing.
found that Jian Qing was the opposite of himself, only to see that his eyebrows were slightly clustered into peaks, without any joke.
He Yiru couldn't care about the shame just now, and hurriedly asked, "Qing, is it a seizure?" β
"Hmm." Jian Qing nodded slightly.
His sensitivity to pain perception is beyond ordinary people, and once the pain starts, the degree of pain he feels is bound to be ten times more than ordinary people feel.
It's just that I didn't expect this virus to come so quickly as soon as it started.
Maybe it's because he has rarely been sick since he became a doctor, and he has never done experiments himself, so he hasn't felt like this for a long time......
I don't know if she was in such deep pain at the time......
"What about the medicine you developed? Do you want to use it now? It will hurt even more if you wait a little longer. He Yiru's tone was full of worry.
Jian Qing's brows deepened, and she said with a little forbearance in a low voice, "Wait." β
The virus invasion is still mild, and even if he can recover from the injection, there is no guarantee that it will be as effective as He Yiru.
"Qing, don't wait, you'll be uncomfortable." He Yiru urged slightly, I don't know if she was worried about Jian Qing or herself.
Jian Qing's eyebrows were still tense, but her voice had softened, "It's okay, I am willing to be uncomfortable with you." β
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